Juan put down the spoon, picked up the wine glass and toasted to Muradin Bronzebeard: "Thank you, Muradin Bronzebeard, your hospitality is very much to my liking."

"Ah haha, as long as your Excellency the Head of State is satisfied, as long as you are satisfied, do it, do it."

The two clinked glasses, drank the wine together, and showed the empty bottom to everyone.

So all the people on the table toasted to each other, and it was really lively.

The waiter who was pouring the wine was so busy that he was scolded for being "unsighted, didn't you see that the leader's glass was empty?!"

Juan smiled politely at the attendant who came to pour the wine, then turned and asked Muradin Bronzebeard: "Muradin Bronzebeard, how many humanoids are there here?"

"There are no other human beings. All the people living here are dwarves. There are more than 15,000 of them in total."

"Oh, there aren't any halflings or elves here? Don't they even interact with each other on weekdays?"

"No, no, we can get along well with other human beings. It's just that the environment here is harsh and other races are not very adaptable."

"That's good. We are a big family living in harmony. We can't engage in racial discrimination or build a hilltop."

"That's that, absolutely not. The dwarves are very willing to live in harmony with other human beings under the leadership of humans."

"Then I'm relieved. It's said that the orcs in the north are disobedient and want to attack the elf town. I said that such behavior will never be tolerated, so I plan to give them some color."

"These greenskins are really too much, and they should not be allowed to live in the world."

"But relying solely on the Elf Town to deal with the Orcs is a bit weak. Although we can definitely win..."

When Juan said this, he paused deliberately.

Muradin Bronzebeard immediately slapped his chest and said: "We are all one family. The affairs of the elves are the affairs of us dwarves. We will never watch them being bullied by the orcs."

"It's a good idea that you have. In fact, some humanoids suggested that I take the humanoid army and march directly into the territory of the orcs and kill them all."

Juan saw the troubled expression on Muradin Bronzebeard's face: "If it is a human army, it will be victorious in every battle, but if it is a humanoid army, then, of course, under the command of the head of state, victory is certain.

The casualties may be relatively large."

"I thought so too, but if I were humanoid, the losses would be greater, so I didn't accept this suggestion."

Muradin Bronzebeard was relieved: "Your Majesty the Head of State has a kind heart, you have a kind heart!"

Juan said: "But the orc invasion still needs to be taken seriously, so I had another plan.

"I plan to build a line of defense at the pass of the New Kilimanjaro Mountains, and use solid defenses and advanced gunpowder weapons to give those poorly equipped orcs a head-on blow."

"This works. This is a perfect plan."

"My frontline commander, Thorin, whom I think you should know, suggested to me that the dwarves should be responsible for building this defense line. He said that the dwarves need to do the civil engineering."

Huan said, putting his hand on Muradin Bronzebeard's shoulder: "Muradin Bronzebeard, my brother, what do you think of Thorin's suggestion?"

Muradin Bronzebeard was a little flattered. He straightened his back and raised his voice: "Of course, of course, this is an excellent suggestion. Dwarves are good at civil engineering."

"Brother, how many dwarves do you think you can send to help build this line of defense?"

"Four thousand, no, six thousand, six thousand dwarves, I will personally lead the team and ensure that the mission is completed!"

Juan looked at Thorin, who nodded to him.

So Juan laughed and patted Muradin Bronzebeard on the shoulder: "Good brother, come on, let's do it again!"

"You won't come home until you're drunk!"

"Do it!" "Do it!"

…

The next morning, when Juan woke up in the dwarf cave, he had a headache so much that he wanted to shoot it directly.

But he still gritted his teeth and got up, because according to the itinerary, he had to visit the most important place in the Dwarf Valley today - the Great Furnace.

Morgan brought Juan protective clothing: "It's very hot in that place. Dwarves with rough skin and thick flesh can bear it, but we humans can't."

"How hot is it?"

"As hot as a pizza oven."

But the truth is, it's hotter than that.

This is a huge cave with no artificial lighting and no need for artificial lighting.

Through the shield of the protective suit, Juan looked at the red magma flowing out of the magma channel at one end of the cave. Like a river, it slowly flowed before his eyes and then entered the magma channel at the other end of the cave.

Everything here is shrouded in the red light of magma.

Including rock walls, dry stalactites, and smoke and exhaust gases that are continuously pumped out by exhaust fans.

Including the dwarves who poured iron ore into the magma and scooped out the molten iron with red-hot iron spoons.

Then, the buckets of molten iron were rolling "gurgling", with yellow flames rising from time to time on the surface. The dwarves poured the molten iron into the mold, and yellow sparks flew out in all directions, making a sizzling sound.

These filled molds were transported out of the cave by the dwarves and went to a special cave to cool down.

"When they take shape and are no longer liquid," Muradin Bronzebeard, who accompanied him, introduced loudly, "we will pour them out, and they will become iron blocks.

"These iron blocks, which are red and still very hot, will be pressed into iron plates and then heated and divided into strips. They are the most basic blanks.

"After these blanks are cooled, they will be repeatedly beaten, heated, and finally quenched with oil, water, or naturally cooled, and then made into iron swords, iron plows, or other iron utensils."

"Then why not just cast it into an iron sword, an iron plow, or whatever you want?"

"No, it can't be done. The quality of the product that comes out is too poor, very brittle and not tough enough.

"We dwarves have always done that before, but humans taught us and gave us more advanced processing techniques.

"Compared with the products we create now, there is a huge difference between the world and the world."

"Did humans teach you to do this?"

"Yes, Dr. O, he came with the army and later left with the army.

"An amazing human being who taught us a lot.

"We all thank him, and many dwarves even worship him."

At this time, Juan saw several dwarves throwing colorless cubic crystals the size of apples into the magma.

Then, they fished out the cubic crystals that should have been dropped from the magma on the side.

Juan noticed that these crystals glowed red and seemed to have absorbed enough heat.

"What's that doing?"

"Energy! Inexhaustible heat energy is the core of our dwarven technology."

"Dwarf technology?"

"Yes, under the guidance of Dr. O, we dwarves have created our own technology, amazing technology.

"Ahem, Your Majesty the Head of State, this is not a good place to talk. Please come with me. I want to show you the great invention of our dwarves."


Chapter completed!